G D G D G C G This road winds down through the valley, Am D7 G Through the warm green meadows I call home. G7 C A Turn around, and it leads across the mountains, G C G Where the wind keeps telling me to roam.
Down this road there's a fire always burning.
There's a place at the table set for me.
It's the same road that leads way over yonder,
Where there's such a lot of world I'd like to see.
G C G There's so much of this old world I long to see. C G Tell my momma not to worry. Am D7 G I couldn't bear to know I made her cry. C G Tell my poppa if you see him. Em A7 D7 I tried, but I just couldn't say goodbye.
I long to see the places they call somewhere -
It's been my dream ever since my life began.
And someday when my wandering days are over,
G C I'll be coming back this road - G C You'll see me walking down the road - G C I'll be coming back this road: G A better man.
(Words and music by Randy Sparks, 1964)
Notes: Randy Sparks, the leader and founder of folk group The New Christy Minstrels, wrote this song specially for John Denver at the very beginning of his career.
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